Chapter 21: Refle

  (Argthanaw 23rd-26th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  “Wait, Lárus! Don’t go! Don’t leave me!”

  I woke up in my bed, instinctively reag out into the void. Sighing heavily, I reed my ba the pillows. Just a dream, I thought. It was a new variant of the nightly fantasies I’d been having since my brother and I fucked each other. My erotic vagaries were present, but the fresh alternative was being more frequent. I imagined him getting further and further away, leaving me behind. Sometimes, he would hold hands with a shadowy, epie version of himself.

  During the following days after having copution with Lárus, I felt awkward. We avoided each other ihe mansion most of the time. We didn’t fabute much with each other when circumvention wasn’t an option. Every g him filled my stomach with jitters and a cumbersome load of lead. There arent tensioween us, to mom, Róstran, and everyone else in the house when we had supper together. I told mom that it was just one of our squabbles like at the shack due to our nature as Direfenri when she inquired about our iions towards each other.

  “It’s just a minor white-lie,” I mentally told myself.

  The worst feeling was the sense of being pletely alone, despite my twin sibling’s assurahere was nobody I could fide in fidence about the maelstrom inside me. I felt I exhausted all of Tandri’s favor by fronting him about the iility drug and that he would blow my secret if I sought his assistance further. Lárus wasn’t an option because of how votile the tension was between us. It was just me bearing the burden of the excessive baggage on my shoulders.

  I became tense, fretting about the secret ing out. How harsh would society’s amert be towards my brother a the same time, I envisioned his nude body, his exposed cock, and him peih his thick shaft, reminisg about the warm feelings associated with him while he assisted me with my cycle. I was afraid I wasn’t as abhorred as I should be about going all the way with Lárus, and we would go too far because of it.

  I finally got out of bed, deg to add today to the list of awkward days. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be as unpleasant as the previous dates since I had to gather items for school that was a few days arocrastination was a bitch. I was wrong; Lárus was also ing, aed to be nude like me. Riding in a carriage together was troublesome as we madroitly avoided staring at each other the whole way to álfsandur.

  The ride dropped Lárus, Róstran, me, Rynaki, and Dágfárik, at an emporium for our academieeds. Everybody received a letter taining a list of necessary items for our uping csses. We split up, and I got away from my biological sibling as I possibly could. I went into the aisle with books on ir’s history in the 2nd Age and math. I noticed the tomes were hand-me-down versions worthy of being in the shack, faded everywhere, folded on a det amount of pages, and sporadically torn. paring the history books’ editions to the requirement on the list, I noticed they were outdated by one publication, but the listing allowed them, so they would have to do. I perceived Lárus over at the writing utensils, so I went to the notebooks, entering Róstran.

  Róstran became aware of my preseaking his time to behold my exposed physique. A vexity formed in his crotch, remaining there as he g me and other naked Fenri passing by. He made an effort to focus oebooks. I thought nothing of it other than the simple hormones of a mature individual because I and other Fenri in e group dispyed subtle signs of arousal. At least, Lárus’s help assuaged my estrus to almost ent.

  “You seem different, Kaera,” Róstran spoke.

  Damn. How did Róstran discover my secret? “What do you mean?” I inquired, trying to appear innocuous about the topic.

  “You and Lárus are ag queer around each other tely. You two were virtually indissoluble from each other since my adopted father mated with your mother and brought you three into his family. For the past week or so, you and him were eschewing one another like Faer brahe Mark of Krístúr on one of you. I know siblings tend to quarrel amongst each other, particurly in Direfenri households, but this feud between you two is sting lohan usual, and you and Lárus are strangely not insed at each other.”

  “It’s plicated,” I answered, hoping to steer Róstran away from the secret in case he didn’t arrive at a clusio.

  “You want to parley with me about it?”

  No. Not really, I thought. “I don’t know,” was my answer.

  “It would be best to verse with somebody, anon, hopefully with Lárus, or else whatever is making you overwrought would lead you to an end you wouldn’t like—I’m cocksure about it.”

  “What makes you souain?” Róstran became glum, tilting his head downward. “Let me guess, it’s your former family.” He morosely nodded, a tear f in his left eye. “I tell you what’s troubling Lárus and me if you tell me about my stepdad adopting you.” I believed it was the correct method of throwing him off the trail.

  Lárus appeared from around the er, startled by my presence. Róstran was izant of him, seeming a bit flustered instead of mencholid a rger excresce materialized in his groin. “I’m gonna be somewhere else,” my brother uttered and backtracked. Whether it was him interrupting me and Róstran or my proposal, Róstran stopped our versation.

  I gathered the number of notebooks necessary for my uping csses a Róstran to accumute more supplies. I entered a naked Hjálmveig and the Vak?rr sisters in the corridor I o be on.

  “‘Sup,” Hjálmveig greeted after she pulled a caramel substan a stick out of her mouth, reiing it.

  “Hey,” I replied, feeling envious about the dy. “Where’d you obtain the caramel?”

  Hjálmveig pulled her treat out. “It’s at the busihat opened up not too long ago in áílk?n Square. You’ll find it o the called the Spiced Demon.”

  Manasína waved at me, and I reciprocated. “What has you in a lugubrious disposition?” She asked.

  “It’s nothing,” I responded.

  “Bullshit.”

  “I swear it’s the truth.”

  “How could nothing possess a that’s currently militating your shoulders?”

  “It’s plicated.”

  Manasína’s eyes lit up. “I love solving byrinthiricacies. e on—tell us.” I ignored her as I ied the novels I had to read for Frí, the standard nguage of Fenri. “You know I won’t stop until I find out.”

  “It deals with my twin brother.”

  “Really? You two had an amicable retionship for a dyad of Direfenri siblings, from what I saw awhile ago. If it weren’t for the sanguineous aspect, you two would’ve been an excellent couple after the Mating Ceremony. What gives?”

  If only Manasína knew how precariously close she got to the secret. “I’m having a whirlwind of emotions about something Lárus did, creating lots of fusion in my head.”

  Manasína clicked her tongue. “Yeah—retionships are an enigma that remain aricable drum to me. Sorry I ’t assist.”

  “It’s alright.”

  “I may have some advice,” Ingileif uttered meekly. Hjálmveig, Manasína, and I turoward her. She took a deep breath. “I -uh- read a few novels, including romance, and dating stuff, so this may not apply to your situation, Kaera, but I believe it’s best to talk about it with your brother and clear up any fusion.” Her advice was simir to Róstran’s admonition.

  “Thanks, Ingileif.”

  “There are some instances where the boyfriend and girlfriend ’t mend their retionship and go their separate ways -ending in a murder once or twice or lots in murder mysteries- although those shouldn’t apply to you and Lárus.”

  Ingileif was correct, especially about the tter part. “No, they don’t,” I responded. She yipped abruptly and softly aaciturn. I turned around, beholding Rynaki i his options further down the aisle. He was naked with a portion of his penis poking out, aiced us. After watg her leaving with him and Hjálmveig and Manasí in a different dire, I gathered the rest of the required items, returning to my mother, who was in the middle of tending to her you pups.

  I thought about Ingileif’s and Róstran’s sultations about how to deal with the turmoil withier I arrived home. They were right about Lárus and me in that elid approach wasn’t practical. We o talk about having sex with each other days ago. I wondered if the unication problem was the reason for our biological father’s separation from mom and us. It was in Róstran’s case. I certainly did not want to lose my brother or worse, acc to Ingileif’s sources were factual. I hoped having a parley with Lárus wouldn’t set me doath I tried to avoid.

  I found Lárus ingurgitating a sandwi the kit. He stared at me with crumbs on his lips, and my heart started to palpitate from some trepidation and anticipatioing in. “We should talk about what we did a few days ago, Lárus.”

  “I was thinking the exact same thing,” he replied with estibles in his mouth, finally iing them. “All this distang we put between ourselves is doing us any good.”

  I followed Lárus to our hideout, taking numerous steps on the exact dirt, twigs, and leaves we did on our unchaste escapades. I didn’t know which emotion was more prevalent as we went to face the tendrils of the oppugnant, obscure entity. Was it fear or excitement? He had the materials as if we were doing one of our lewd sessions. My steps were heavy and slow from an invisible weight on my shoulders, creating a chasm between us. The gap gave me enough solitude to gather and arrange my thoughts.

  We arrived at the cave, exhausting approximately the usual time as before. My feet were ag more than typical, and I rubbed them. My brother went through the standard ritual like we had settled our problem already and were prepared for the scivious liturgy. However, I felt more ckadaisical from the jog than I usually was to relocate from my spot.

  “Let’s get the Elephant Turtle out of the room first,” Lárus enunciated. “Are you mad at me? Do you have regrets?”

  “No,” I answered, “I still stand by what we did.”

  “But, yitated.”

  “I have an odd admixture of emotions to know how I truly feel.”

  Lárus nodded. “Ditto. I have a question with a million different answers, and eaes with its owhora of questions. It’s a plex web that I ’t anize.”

  I got up and wandered ihe grotto, punishing my tender feet. “I mean…” I paused, gestig at the void for the words. “We were told by sundry influenot to engage in intercourse. Granted, we didn’t viote one of the cardinal assizes, but how many rules did we viote how many times up to the grand culmination?”

  “Don’t get me to t, but I hear ya. We’re fucked-up deviants.”

  “But the bizarre and scary thing is I’m not as aghast as I ought to be.”

  “I’ll be frank. I didn’t expect we would go as far as we did, stopping just short of tying myself to you. The most I anticipated roviding oral stimution to each enitals, but I figured that would take lohan it did. Yeah, I sort of opened that door although I was fretting if you actually entered.”

  “Did you want to do it?”

  Lárus shrugged. “I’ve fantasized stantly about going down on a female, imaginiight pussy gripping on my cock, her giving me a blowjob, and other sexual acts like we did to each other. It’s just standard hormones of a mase Fenri.”

  “But, did you want it?”

  “Yes,” he said truthfully after pausing for several seds.

  “Why? Why me? Why not wait to have your pick of the litter iing Ceremony?”

  “For starters, it was to deal with your heat. I told myself that every escation we did was to see if it would work. I’m your brother who shared the same spaside mom together as pups. I feel it’s my duty to ensure you were safe ahy.”

  “Then, why the fear?”

  “First-time jitters, but that’s not the main culprit. I dreaded I would harm you in some fashion—make you afraid of me.” Lárus quavered at a mental image of possibly his fear ing to fruition. “As fiving myself to you, you are the person that knows me the best and vice versa. I wao know and be fortable with someone before we got more acquainted on a deeper level. That’s the sed reason. All the lewd acts we did got me to learn more about you, and you’re sexy despite if you believe your proportions are incorrect. Those made it easier to stomach the notion we were about to take the plunge.”

  “Do you think we should’ve halted our sexual deviancy at any point?”

  “Fuck if I know. Mom and dad didn’t go into a lot of detail when they demonstrated sex in front of us. They’re happy together as mates despite the initial meeting at the Mating Ceremony while we’re in bizarre turmardless of knowing each other for our entire lives. There should be an expert on this side of sex, hormones, puberty, and so on to teach young Fenri about it, someohat we could talk to recile the intricate mess.”

  “Speaking of talking to someone—what are we going to do about Tandri? Would he actually keep the knowledge about us a secret? He said he would be betraying dad by helping us, which he basically did.”

  “He said he would after I do a couple of things for him. I’m supposed to be his apprentice. He’ll let dad know when it’s time for me to start.”

  “Good to know.”

  “And he wants us to escort him to someohat lives in Aeyis, so he could deliver a package and a message.”

  “When and who?”

  “His you son and only family he has left. He wants to make amends with him soon.”

  “Ok.” I sat dowo my brother, staring at the ceiling for a minute. “Do you think our retionship is progressing too fast?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “We went from masturbating at wanton pictures to toug each enitals, to oral, then you peing my slit in a span of less than a year.”

  “Maybe, but was any of it terrible?”

  I shook my head after introspeg for a few seds. “No. I’m gd I lost fragments of my purity to you, the orust the most, and I’m mirthful you were by my side as we treaded new ground. I’m worried we aren’t giving each other suffit time to acclimate to the advas in our retionship before progressing further and risk losing you.”

  “Agreed.”

  “I love you, Lárus, but not in a way mom and dad or other mated couples do. It’s impossible, and we know it. Even this aberration that is one echelon above of a sibliionship is pushing the boundary.”

  I looked at him after speaking, w how he took my words. He might’ve internally heaved an enormous sigh of relief, or I could’ve cerated his heart without breaking his skin and fur. I realized I had been telling him I loved him often. It was one of those words aions implicitly there among siblings and parents that it shouldn’t be said to them, from what I’ve witnessed in other families uhe members were young pups. Their foundations must’ve been more stable than mine. I was jod when Lárus responded.

  “I love you too, and ditto about us not being mates. I’m fortable where we are currently.” Lárus shifted his body so he could face me as he elongated himself, resting on his right hand. “I told you we’ll find our partners wheing Ceremony arrives for us.”

  Except for Róstran’s parents, I thought.“There’s still incredulity that we went far into the taboo without severe rea that would’ve been warranted. I’m perverted for sidering i, more vitiated for enag it, and the most fucked up for wanting to do it again iure.”

  “Let’s propose a deal. If either of us is ever too unfortable at either point, we do a hard reset on our retionship. We revert back to purely brother and sister— no masturbating to sultry photos together or anything else. We won’t mention the past sessions and fet them. We ought to be aware enough to know when to push it.”

  “I accept it.”

  “So, if your fucked up for wanting sex with me and I’m in the same boat as you, and the drug is still effective at redug my fertility, do you want to?”

  “I want it.”

  Lárus was on his hands and knees over my p, stretg his o my head. A gentle caress of the lips was all it took to deliquesy resistance, and I leaned forward. We kissed in a way unfit for any pair of siblings. I k was wrong, but it felt right. He oriented his frame to where he sat on my p, ing his legs around me while our tongues did the forbidden dance. I tasted his familiar fvor as my fingers wahe wonted grounds of his body, snowballing our as into the taboo.

  My brother wao cop a feel as his left ha underh my shirt. I exuviated it along with another yer of chastity, interrupting our fervent smooches that left my jaw sore, and I tossed it away. He peeled off his upper clothes during the brief a, and we resumed immediately after. I moaned as he fondled my bosoms and bra, sav the sparks emitted from them. His other hand kneaded my fu, rubbing it and my thighs underh my pants. Every a diverted us from the wiser path.

  I yipped into Lárus’s mouth as his hand around my her region migrated to my crotch, sliding behind my pawo fingers pierced my vagina, coaxing it to secrete arousal onto them. I squirmed and bucked my hips as he pinched and rubbed my clitoris. Letting him know I wasn’t totally itted to being a passive partit, I reciprocated his touches on the lower half of my physique. I squeezed his firm rump, being slightly envious of the girl who would be his wife one day. The bitterness aggrandized as I went behind his underwear to grab his package.

  Lárus uttered a woof into my mouth the sed I caressed his thick sheath and heavy balls. The plump, pilose protuberance swelled as I sensed his penis emerge. I lifted his testicles, perceiving the s bee stretchy as I shook them around. It soon became cramped around his inguinal region. His whole shaft was almost out, coating my hand in pre, and I noticed the cuspidate tip peek out from his trousers.

  Lárus had difficulty undoing my bra strap, so I assisted him, tossed it to my shirt, and resumed where I had left the caesura. He had a proverbial fixation on my nipples, treating them as an idotrous admirer would do by sug them like a pup till they were tender. I must’ve had a signal when it became too much to bear as he went to a differe when it did, going all the way down while shoving his fingers into my pussy. The digits scratched an itch deep inside my tunnel. I moved my hips closer to chase the feeling, yelling from a burst of euphoria, and my t ched on his fingers.

  I jerked my Lárus’s phallus as vigorously as I could, causing him to grunt when I went down his length. My other hand was behind his neck, digging into the tufts. It went around to his chest, and I sensed his warmth abeat from the virile energy c through him. I took my time to relish his muscles aoned abs as it traveled south to reuh its sibling. I felt his pecker pulsate and his balls being heavy with semen. It was getting gested, so I partly pulled his breeches and undergarments down, and he shimmied out of them the rest of the way. My pants soohe identical kismet, and I execrated the void in my achy vagina, him back away from me.

  I blushed as I stared at my naked brother and his twitg, glistening dick. My legs covered my crotch, adumbrating my sodden panties. He ied his handiwork, sc my mostly-nude physique for any fws, and he chuckled. His grin was a btant giveaway that the ugh was buoyant.

  “Faer, sis,” Lárus uttered with an impish smile on his visage. “You are so sexy—you know that right? Every aspect of you is beautiful, attractive, and perfect, regardless if you believe your proportions are off.”

  “Thanks,” I meekly responded. It was a damn miracle I didn’t spontaneously bust and engulf my twin sibling in an inferno of embarrassment.

  “Seriously, yoing to make your future husband very fortunate.”

  “You’re future spouse will be lucky to have you as a mate,” I replied, thinking on the fly for the best pliment. “A young, handsome, husky stud of a pure Direfenri such as yourself will have his pick of the litter ating Ceremony and have multiple females vying for your attention.” I stifled a small, distinct fire within me before it grew out of trol.

  I gasped as I suddenly found myself supine, having Lárus on top of me and kissing my lips. His brawny body had the sihat dispyed the dominance of a savage animal and the tenderness of an affable sibling. I became moister, and my heart raced at the thrill of the escation. I thumped my tail as we made decisions that avoided a wiser oute.

  Lárus mimicked the motions of thrusting into my pussy while giving my mouth a thh typification of his fvor. Instead of peing me, his penis slid ay panties over my her lips. I pced both of my hands on his posterior, finding myself pushing him as he humped me. I heard him growly slightly ferally as I occasionally brushed against the base of his tail, and I sensed his precum making my panties more saturated and adhere to my crotch. My snatch quivered and tracted as though he ierg it, and the collision against my clit emitted amorous sparks.

  My twin brother slithered down my body, and I perceived his hot breaths on my vagina. I beheld him about to lick the obfuscated spot on my underwear before the torrent of rapture impelled me to y eyes. I hought the fabric would be iive at minifying the pleasure, although each surge proved me wroedly. The strokes were heavy and slow, repg the amalgam of pre aar with saliva. The brew’s patableness must’ve tasted piquant to him as he hardly deviated from my groin for what must’ve been ay for me.

  I lifted my legs as my brother pulled my purple panties off, making me just as exposed as him. Inveigling him, I parted my legs, granting access to my genitalia. He buried his muzzle again in my crotch, exging his sver for my saccharine essence. Given how aroused I was, I jectured he received a hefty dose of honey, but it must’ve been an appetizer to him and not a full meal to satiate his famished appetite. He vigorously licked my vulva and bia, wiggling into my folds and remaining there to his heart’s tent.

  I sensed his attention gravitating upward. I wondered what was so mesmeriy urethra as Lárus spent an inordinate amount of time pping away at it. He found my pearl, his lips ping its shelter. The firm strokes forced my hips to move in ways no other part of my genitals could pel, makiisfied knowing he became more familiar with my vagina.

  I thought Lárus would forbear at some point, giving me a ce to help him achieve his asm. However, he didn’t desist, only amplifying his birr as if we were still on the quest to vanquish my dependeny potion. I braced myself as I crashed through the rhapsodic wall at dizzying speed. My vision transitioo blurry and then to bck. My memory only recalled my sensitive button colliding against his muzzle as my hips bucked wildly and my meaty, wet cavern stricted on his tongue. I recovered from the burst of vitality, panting and stupefied that it was only the first course. My brother crept closer to me, his throbbing penis near my vagina, and his partially-infted knot was out.

  “What did you think about that?” My brother inquired with a grin, wearing the aroma of ardor and sex on his figure with pride. His whiskers and face dripped my arousal.

  I was at a loss for words at the ineffable sensation. “as my initial response, but I o add more to it. “It’s more frequently.”

  “I realize it. I haven’t blown my load yet. It appears your timidity is taking a row further ba your body.” I grinned and blushed as my brother nuzzled against my neck, aiced them. “Although, I would miss how cute it makes you when it creeps in.” I slid underh Lárus, grabbing his penis and about to i it into my mouth. “Could you refrain from felting me for now?” I gnced up, him tilt his head toward me.

  “How e?” I inquired.

  “I want to train at pulling out of you with as many payloads as I currently have.” My sibling crawled until his dribbling dick was above my personal egress, and his eyes stared at me. “Ready for this?”

  “Ready,” I answered without allowing any demur to appear.

  Nodding his head, my brother backed away from me, stood on his knees, and grasped his cock, appearing mog than the premier experience. I witnessed him guide his prick towards my t, sug my lips in foretaste about the iable sensorial tide. It came at me like an avanche if the snow was a viscid sludge as his tapered tip sluggishly filled my vagina. I quivered and inhaled as I felt my passage expand to aodate the fleshy visitor, produg sounds from my vocals that were animalistic.

  Lárus pressed himself on me, his penis buried in my her lips to the hilt. He had an ingratiating, ed expression, which reassured me. Every sense and all the previously undiscovered nerves in my vagina were highly animated and ebullient, firming what I thought. I coputed with my brother. Every belief I had about st time being a total dream and that I was still pure was dashed. The first thrust after the a peion shoved the datum in my face, adding to the iuous pile we had built, and I exhaled a feminine bark.

  Lárus began slow but firm. His resoluteness filled me with his admirable virility, making me covet the pce of his future wife. The veiny penis scratched my passage, sending unique sensations to my brain that coerced me to huff. The pleasure I gave him naturally vitiated his restraint, and his pacreased in ferocity and speed, leaving me uo appreciate the individual thrusts. heless, he had a steadier rhythm than the inchoate thrusts when he sundered my hymen. He grunted ferally “fuck” and “Faer” along with mumbled obsities that veyed he couldn’t resist my pussy g his pecker. I responded with my owe pants and wild utterances.

  My brother’s weight pressed against my frame, my breasts poking into his chest. His arms were around me on my upper bad my buttocks. I gasped as he lifted me off the ground. He had the strength to effortlessly lift me higher, so this was a cakewalk to him. I enfolded him in my upper appendages in simir spots on his bad glutes, closing any gap between us, and I sensed him exude the stalwartness, puissance, and odor of a Direfenri with his heartbeat, thrusts, and breaths, respectively.

  My legs ed around Lárus, and my hands dug into the light-grey tufts on his back. I held on to him tightly like I was afraid to let go. He nipped my neck, and his hot breaths gave me horripition. I felt a feeling, a unique, spark I hadn’t sensed before within me. A differeion smothered it before I had a ce to iigate it.

  The inaugural peion had my brother’s bantam, swollen knot in me. His subsequent perforatiohe tumest portion of his penis out, but I started to perceive my vagina stretg wider. Initially, the tingle of having additional mass fill me and caress my bia and passage felt terrific, but I had to be abstemious in my sexual appetite. We were here for him to practice pulling out so he could bamboozle my heat when his knot became tumid enough to tie enitalia together. I indulged a few more thrusts, mentally capturing the stimution to titilte myself te, and I moved my hips on the final oo shove his girthy shaft deep into my pussy. I tried to subtly warn him about the distended mass by uncrossing my legs.

  “Lárus,” I spoke, my iion increasing at the st sylble as my brother shoved his thick prick further into my vagina. His penis tip came close to my cervix.

  “What is it?” He grunted.

  “Your knot.”

  “Sorry.”

  My brother sed his pace, so the bulbous portion of his phallus remained out. He slowed down a lot as if resetting and figuring out how enthusiastically he could skewer me with his shaft. I exhaled audibly each time my slit expao encapsute it, only for my twat to colpse on it. My huffs accelerated identically to his velocity, and my climax grew closer.

  Lárus shifted our bodies to a more upright position. Promoting his power, he pinned me to the natural, rocky wall while plowing me. I wasn’t toug the ground, his arms lifting my legs, held in pce by his Direfenri verdure. The new position had his penis grazing distinct areas in my vagina, sendiimuli up my spine, cirg it throughout my body, and coalesg into my buildup. It allowed his cock to caress my clitoris, adding more exhirating bursts to the cauldron. My moans transformed intles as my asm was immi.

  I howled loudly. My t went through the usual spasms even though my sibling ertinacious at pounding my t. The peions amplified the surge of ecstasy crucifying my body, leaving me more in a beatific blob. Could I achieve another apex within a climax?

  I recovered from my emotional acme as my brother behaved erratically. His movements fluctuated wildly, made more fluid from my ambrosial cascade. More precum flowed freely from his dick as his member twitched. He was close, and his knot was inside me more than I wa to be. I tried warning him that he did his job, but I sensed Direfenri semen shoot into my uterus, painting my womb white.

  My brother quickly removed his cock from my slit, releasing me from his influence, but the damage was done. I closed my eyes as he ejacuted over me. At this point, I’d grown to accept it was iable to get jizzed and acclimated to having mase spunk on my fur. Opening my optical dyad, I observed him having a look of triumph before turning into a dejected frown.

  “Sorry, Kaera. I thought I was quick. Did I at least get you off before I came?”

  I nodded. “Yes for the sed time this session.”

  “I have enough for one more load, but I o recharge for a little bit.”

  I stared at the cum flowing out of my snatch. Someday soon, I would be able to savor the feeling without fretting about getting knocked up. “Are you certain you differentiate fresh semen from what’s oozing from my vagina?”

  He nodded. “Right after I do this.”

  “Do what?”

  I didn’t receive a verbal ahe response came in the form of ilingus. I didn’t expect the slight variation to already established nd ing from Lárus as he pped away at my pussy like he was dehydrated and discovered an oasis in a desert. Outside of my libidinous dreams, I assumed he was very rudimentary with coitus, or at least abecedarian in having iuous intercourse with me. I had fantasies I lusted to enace I mated with my future husband. I jectured we silently agreed to the basics for fear ressing into territory we felt we could never do.

  The licks didn’t ge in iy, but my sensitive pudenda maghe reception two-fold. My vaginal secretion and the jizz reinforced the frontlines as the wet invader cimed more of them. The electrical jolts motivated my legs to move in any dire. Lárus accumuted mouthful after mouthful of the sexual brew on his tongue as he went farther in my twat.

  I reached the emotional apogee for the third time, and it was just as euphoric as before. I inundated Lárus, c more than just his head, and I was amazed at my stamina and how many asms I could achieve already. Would orickery simply not be enough to mollify my heat? I wondered about that question as I gnced down. My crotch was wet but pristine—ige around to indicate he ejected semen inside me.

  Beholding my brother’s semi-fccid pecker still sullied with semen, I id ft on my stomaear his crotch. I held it and enced sing it with my tongue. I felt him cosset me, hearing him growl and woof tently.

  “I didn’t expect you to up your mess,” I uttered, dragging my tongue vertically on a ridge on Lárus’s shaft.

  “I wao try it at some point. I figured it wouldn’t be between us, but I was wrong,” Lárus replied, the pleasure he experienced breaking up his sentences and making him stutter.

  “Yet another barrier capitutes to us. How was it?” I started to suck his penis, sensing it start to firm up, and I received a full bst of virile musk despite coating it iar.

  “Your arousal made my cum more patable.” My bran to gently buck his hips a smidgen. “What about your end? Obviously you came from it, so it must’ve been positive for you.”

  I paused the feltio. “Did you increase your effort?”

  He shook his head. “It was the same as I always do.”

  “Well your licks felt like you did, and they were more electrifying than all the other times you pped away at my vagina.” I resumed slowly bobbing my head on his prick, tasting more of my fluid that teracted the briny fvor of Direfenri cum, and the bo was sapid. “Hoerverted fantasies you want to act out?” I inquired in a transitory interregnum, squeezing my brother’s testicles.

  “A lot,” Lárus groaned passionately, “but hat I want to do with you. I prefer maintaining what bit of normalcy we have between us.”

  “Ditto.” My mouth went deep into my twin sibling’s cock, ending adjat to his knot.

  “However, on the same , I feel as though I’m fortable enough around you to spill my deepest desires without fear of revulsion from you.”

  “Like showihe porn Hrafnir gave you?”

  “Like that. I’m still in disbelief we went as far as we did from what we did in Akuv?llur, and here we are again.”

  “I’m in the same boat as you about being fortable around each other. I sort of looked up to you when we were pups at the shack. I still do to this day.”

  Lárus smirked. “So, I’m an influencer?”

  I grinned. “Not a hundred pert. I’m just as a sexual debauchee as you and loaded with perverted ideas. You provided just enough catalyst t them to the forefront and made me realize them. All the more reason to refrain from moving beyond fooling my estrus.”

  “Speaking of that, you stop now— my cock’s nid hard.” Sure enough, my brother’s cock was entirely ered leaking pre, prepared and eager to stuff a female’s pussy with its girth and seed. I got into my usual position, but he had other iions. “Let’s switch things up.”

  “What are you scheming?”

  Lárus prostrated himself and indicated his p with several pats. “Sit here.” I pleted his request, having his hot penis iween my bia and his gonads underh my rump. “This way should lend you more trol. You go as deep, as hard, and fast as you desire, and grant you the authority to pull out if I’m about to cum.”

  I straddled my brother’s dick, perceiving his exposed, smooth, mase meat touch my loose bia. Unsure of how to proceed, I applied my feminine moisture onto his member as I slid vertically on it. He firmly held it, guiding it towards my intimate iice. I felt my frontal her orifice expand, alerting me he had located my vagina. Instead of doing the work, he left it just inside my opening.

  Seeing there was oion to tihe forbidden fluence, my hips desded on Lárus’s cock. “Fug Faer,” I groaned as his girth filled me uniquely. I slid up, passing where his knot began to distend and sensing my vagina fighting to keep it inside me. At first, my movements were capricious despite how mercurial they were, which led either him, me, or both of us to win agoually, through experimenting with different poses, I found ohat was bearable for us.

  It was bizarre where I was. Being the one on top felt thrilling and liberating, and it was more tolerable with Lárus’s weight underh me. Sure, having a rge, burly, virile Fenri or Direfenri like my brother envelop me with his physique while plowing me was exhirating, and I would be gd to be otom. Perhaps that instinct was ingrained in me since my ception. However, having the initial taste of dominance, I would be just as jod to have the liberty of dictating how the peions would go just as often. I could fluctuate my speed, decide how far I wao go, and possibly add subtle twists while my vagina indulged in Lárus’s penis.

  My brazed lovingly into my eyes as I thrust downward. His hands were on my hips, but they weren’t there to impose his rule ohey gave me affeate rubs and acted as boundary lio ensure I didn’t break the verboten union, which did occur a couple of times, and we hastily joined enitals. He began thrusting upward, meeting my desion halfway. I assumed our Direfenri dominance refused either of us to be totally submissive.

  Lárus moved his hands up my sides to my jiggly breasts as I bounced on his p and cock. Knowing where he was aiming for, I took trol of them and phem on my mammile. I made them fohe feminine, pillowy sack, and I leaned forward to oscute him. The a was brief, res to quick licks, nips, and caresses. Those dispys of affe would’ve been apropos for mated couples, a fate we weren’t worthy enough to experieogether. We couldn’t py the acts of devotion as ordinary love between siblings, not while his penis was within me or even after our pioneer experie sex. The little add-ons could unravel all the bonding we did with each other and beyond.

  I soon realized our sed round was lohan the first, and my brother showed no signs of slowing down. His avidity, iigability, and power were ever-present, except he began further down the mountain than I was and asded slower thahe extended perpetuation gave me the time to discover I had an influence over Lárus’s cock. I could bend its volition to scratch the troublesome areas in my passage. As a result, my asmic asdancy grew faster.

  I closed my eyes, allowing my instinct to guide my movements. I rose and plunged, imagining the ecstatiergy coalesg into the fervid pool. It pursued the addictive bursts as I perceived the sounds of his penis sliding in and out of my pussy and his family jewels spping my her region, sensing Lárus py with my bosoms and clit. I yipped as he twisted my pearl occasionally.

  I suddenly found myself uo move. My hands and fingers froze on Lárus’s shoulders as my knees rapidly operated on a straightforward set of motions. I rohibited from diverging the predetermined course of plummeting onto his phallus. The restraints and tensions only succumbed when the asm forced them to turn into spasms. Despite preparing for its arrival, I was fbbergasted when the climatic feeling hit me. Luckily, I had my brother for support as my limbs became too eed to hold muy weight. My vagina flexed on his endowment while the tingliion expanded in my stomach, panting untrolbly as he prolonged my asm. His thrusts were uing. Each thwack was like anastic peak colliding against me. His penis forced its way through my trag walls to ensure I would never escape the blissful haze, and I repared to ride another intoxig wave.

  Eventually, I ehe state of post-asmic afterglow. The haze started to evanesced, leaving me izant of Lárus still perforating my entrance. I rode his penis; it was the only ohat didn’t g behind. Even the subtle movements had a dey between body parts and my brain. I was tent to just sit on him as he fucked me. I knew being on top still resulted in achieving an asm before him, and I was certain that I could perceive the signs he was about to cum. I was tempting fate by seeing how close I could get him to discharge jizz before pulling out.

  The same peculiar feeling that made its presence briefly known to me before returned. At first, I was astonished my emotional zenith came back so quickly, but it took a sed or two to realize the heterogeies betweewo emotions. This was on more of the affe end of the spectrum, a certain warmth and spark towards my brother. It was though our worlds were on the verge of shrinking till it was just the two of us.

  The distinguished sensation sted longer, but its departure was far too early for my liking. I sensed Lárus buck wildly and ferally growl. His shaft throbbed and profusely emitted precum into my vagina. I kept on going. His intransigenguished to where he writhed like he o urinate badly. He stared at me a few cycles ter as if he either wondered if I had takeo his signals or if he was about to fill my womb with seed. I pulled out, grumbling in disappoi at the phantasmal entity evacuating from my aperture, and I went down to grab his knot.

  In a fast, extemporaneous a, I swallowed my brother’s penis. My lips formed a seal around it as I sucked his sperm. I tried to coax them from his opulent reserve by squeezing the orbicur pair. I tasted my most intimate fvor before the puppy batter came in generous amounts. He thrust, although he couldn’t get far down my throat as I held him in pce, leaving just enough space for him to get off. The salty cataract aggrandized in volume, and I guzzled as much of it as possible, the excess dribbling down my neck. Once his climax ended, I showed him the final load before swallowing it, dispying my empty muzzle.

  “Damn, Kaera,” he spoke, sounding impressed. “That was a finale.”

  “And we found a way to dupe my heat without risking tying and impregnation,” I responded, beaming that we discovered the key.

  “That’s wonderful.”

  I id against Lárus as he enshrouded me with his arms, waiting for our recharge to finish, and I rubbed his chest. “What would happen if our parents discovered about us?”

  “Probably mount our pelts to the wall.” I looked at Lárus as if the joke wasn’t that great. “Kidding. Who knows what their rea would be. Pissed off is a pretty reasonable assumption.”

  I nodded. “I highly doubt they would stop at pissed off. They would castigate us about defying Faer’s will.”

  “Or they could do nothing.”

  “Why would they?”

  “Mom suffered nearly sixteen years of squalor for ceiving us before her Mating Ceremony. Should she and our stepdad found out, they would probably keep our secret hush-hush. She probably doesn’t want society to throw her back to the shack, and he presumably doesn’t want his reputation as an Alpha tarnished. Who knows what secrets other families hide from the world? Some people go to great lengths to keep them hidden. Ohing’s for certain, I’ll stand by your side to the bitter end, and that includes whatever sort of amert uardians impose on us.”

  We left the cave and y naked outside, letting the wind blow on our fur. We spent several minutes the branches sway and clouds fly by before heading back to our dwelling. My brother’s words about stig together hung in my mind. I thought about us standing together as heteroclites against the world, just like we always did in the shack, w if we could break our destiny of living in sordid ditions again.